365Caws is now in its 14th year of publication, and was originally intended to end after 365 days. It has sometimes been difficult for me to find new material, particularly during the winter months, but now as I enter my own twilight years, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to provide daily posts. It is my hope that along the way I may have inspired someone to a greater curiosity about the natural world. If so, I can rest, content in the knowledge that my work here has been done.
Friday, March 3, 2017
Dainty Drops
Day 141: I've shared this old and clever meteorological aphorism several times previously, but on a blustery, wet day like today, it bears repeating:
Whether the weather be cold
Or whether the weather be hot,
We'll weather the weather
Whatever the weather
Whether we like it or not.
The Snowdrops seem to epitomize the verse, their clear white heads bowed but cheerful, hunkered down to endure whatever Mother Nature dishes out. It's advice we can interpret to fit any situation in our lives. You might think Ma gave us Spring for just that reason: a reminder that all winters come to an end, that all things go in cycles. Oh, to be a Snowdrop and have the wisdom of the plants!
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snowdrops,
weather poem
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